The sound of the fourth watch sounded outside the door.

Knock - knock!

It struck the hearts of the three people in the room.

Jiao Xuan's hand holding the chess piece hung down gently: "It's just one night, and it was broken." ”

Innocent Wen Yan stepped forward and said softly, "Twelve people died. ”

"Oh, it's only twelve?" Jiao Xuan frowned rarely. He has always smiled and welcomed, and rarely shows such a look, "Have you caught a live mouth?"

Innocent nodded solemnly: "There is only one." ”

Jiao Xuan's frowning brows slowly relaxed: "One is fine." ”

It's better to have one than not to have one.

He Huo Ran messed up the chess game in front of him, stood up and said, "You go down." ”

Innocence responded.

Qi Yuanzhang also stood up: "Congratulations to the national teacher." ”

"Congratulations on what?" Jiao Xuan reappeared with his usual smile on his face, "This bureau was set up by Jing Ningbo and the old man, and if you want to congratulate you, you and I should be congratulated." ”

Qi Yuanzhang looked at him, the corners of his mouth went up, fell, and went up again, and suddenly showed a smile that was the same as Jiao Xuan.

Looking at it face-to-face like this, it's like taking a self-portrait in the mirror, which is inexplicably terrifying.

Jiao Xuan was stunned for a moment.

Qi Yuanzhang said slowly: "Yes, the national teacher is right, this game is set up by you and me, and I should be congratulated together." ”

Jiao Xuan listened to his words, trying to hear a trace of tremor or panic in his voice, but no matter how he listened and how he tried to distinguish it, he didn't find anything outside of peace.

The calmness in Qi Yuanzhang's voice was like the night outside the door, so thick that there was no flaw.

There is not the slightest pore that can be called for him to penetrate.

couldn't help himself, Jiao Xuan suddenly desperately wanted to see the living side of the Restoration Army. Even if the man didn't know anything, he still wanted to try it himself.

He withdrew his gaze from Qi Yuanzhang and returned to the messy chessboard:

I wonder if the situation at this moment on the outskirts of the city is as bad as this game of chess?

Twelve people died.

The corpses were piled up together, afraid to be as high as a hill.

As soon as the cold wind blew, the bloody air surrounded the living people, making it difficult for people to breathe.

The bearded man who knelt down at the entrance of the village of Buyezhuang stared at his eyes and his face was like gold paper. They and their group, because they have been hiding in the capital, this is the advance force, although they thought that this matter was difficult, but they never thought that the result would be so tragic.

Thirteen people.

He was the only one who lived.

He stared at the hideous corpses and wept.

It is said that men don't flick when they have tears, but men also have times when they are afraid and regretful.

The bearded man cried.

Tears fell like beans.

The beard was also soaked.

"Kill me, kill me!"

He cried out, wanting to die with the crowd. But in the night wind, no one paid attention to him. He was already firmly bound, with a knife around his neck, and lost the opportunity to cut himself.

No one killed him.

He couldn't die.

The bearded man cried and trembled, staring blankly at the fierce man in front of him.

There was blood on the knife and blood on the face.

This young man with short hair and an extremely tall body was like a nightmare for him. But what frightened him even more was that this nightmarish fierce god was just a small guard beside the commander of the Zhenyi Division.

The young man who stood in the distance and looked beautiful was the one who was really terrifying!

The bearded man gasped sharply.

Slash glanced down at him, then raised his free left hand and wiped his face vigorously with the back of his hand. The blood on his head had been dried by the wind, and as soon as he wiped it, the crumbs fell and fell into the blood on the ground.

The tip of the knife slices across the ground.

Chopping the knife and approaching his master.

"It smells of blood. He muttered.

Xue Huaijian stood under the corridor, frowning and not speaking.

The smell of blood in the air lingered for a long time, and it was disgustingly strong.

This group of people who are not afraid of death has broken the deadly array......

He looked at the slash and whispered, "Tell people to keep an eye on the movement outside, maybe there are reinforcements." ”

Slash nodded, dragged the knife and walked away.

But the smell of blood has spread far away, and animals that smell blood have only two reactions - fear or excitement. The people of the Restoration Army did not dare to get excited at all.

Said to be reinforcements, but the number was small.

They came one step after another, and saw the light in the distance.

The light in the darkness guides the direction and also has a sense of vigilance.

The man who led the group stopped decisively.

Now retreat, maybe there is still a way to live!

So they hurried home, trying to escape from this purgatory before the Emperor's men found out. In the panic, no one noticed that in addition to them and Emperor Jianyang's people, there were still people present.

Two ghostly shadows, hidden in the shadows, watched carefully, never taking a step forward.

The light skills of these two people, not to mention stepping on the snow without a trace, are also excellent.

It was so good that it almost missed them.

After she came back, she practiced hard and finally found her ability to regain her ability in the past. But when she followed these two people, she almost followed.

Hiding his body tightly behind a tree, he held his breath slightly.

It's been four days.

There is just over an hour left until dawn.

She can't stay here any longer, if they don't leave, she can only go.

But these two people ...... Who exactly?

She followed them early in the morning, and when she saw the two of them following the Restoration Army all the way, she subconsciously thought that they were also members of the Restoration Army. But as she followed, she gradually sensed that something was wrong.

Not to mention the sidelines, it is strange enough to follow this matter all the way not far and close.

They kept their distance from the members of the Restoration Army.

It's like she's keeping her distance from them.

This is by no means a group of people.

After this thought popped up in his heart, Taiwei thought that they were Emperor Jianyang's people. But after the group of Restoration Army they followed entered the deserted house, the two remained in their place and had no intention of approaching the house. When the fire lit up in the deserted manor, they even stepped back a little.

This is not like Emperor Jianyang's minions!

Taiwei followed them back a little, all the way back to a place where the light was even darker, and she could barely reach her fingers.

She finally realized that these two people were most likely to belong to a third-party force.

A force that does not belong to Emperor Jianyang, nor does it belong to the Restoration Army.

Who will it be?

She couldn't come up with it even after racking her brain.

At this time, the two people not far away suddenly swept away, and they also retreated in a hurry like the previous few people from the Restoration Army.

Taiwei frowned, staying where he was and not continuing to follow.

Now that she's here, no matter what, she's going to have to get closer and take a look.

But when she really got closer, the first thing she saw was Xue Huaijian.

It wasn't that close, but she recognized him at a glance from the crowd.

Dressed in black, he stood with a sword.